Unlikely Heroes (Sander Sides au)

New School, Who Dis? (Chapter 2)

T.W: Homophobic parent, censored swearing
=~•Janus' POV•~=
Great, I was sitting in my dad's car as he drove me to my new bloody school. Fan-freaking-tastic! Not only am I gonna have to meet new people, no, I have to do it in my senior year. It's just so great! The reason for this move is absolutely ridiculous. You see I'm as straight as a circle and my dad is homophobic as hell. When I came out to him with my boyfriend at a dinner one night, he flipped his lid. He said that he forced me to become gay and that I'm blinded by this sinner's ways. Now I have to be as gay as possible for him to get it in his head. The one thing I am not sad about leaving that place is my 'friends'. I don't want to go into detail about how I was treated but many nicknames and slurs were spoken from them. You see I am known for lying. Like a lot. I don't have any reason behind it, other than just messing with small minded individuals. Whatever, I only have one more year before I can leave this moron.

My new school came into view and I felt sick. This school looked terrible and like a Netflix original movie that only 14 year old girls watch. As I looked out from my window I saw a few jocks with about 5 girls clinging to their arms. Some straight people scare me a lot; like jocks. Next to a few girls who I assume are popular have a few boys who seem to fit the deal for being the 'Gay Best Friend'. A few people didn't sit in a group like a single nerd in a necktie, reading a book under a tree, a boy who had a guitar strapped to his back and more.

The car stops suddenly, causing me to jolt forward only for my seat belt to yank me backwards. Without a goodbye, I was ushered out of the car with my bag before the car sped away. Before he vanished from view, he looked in his rear-view mirror at me and in response I gave him the double-birds. Call me petty all you want but he deserved it. I turned to the gate of Spring Hill High, before heading in with my head held high (no not because I'm cocky, I wear a hat so it would fall). My breathing quickened when I saw more people exit off of the buses. At this rate I believed I was going to have a panic attack before I had even entered the school building. The buses were filled with mostly freshmen with a couple of sophomores and juniors. I couldn't find any seniors until I saw a rather tall male walking with what I assume was a freshman.

He had milky white hair that fell over his smoky grey eyes, framed by his dark eyelashes which had to have had mascara on. His skin was clear and as white as freshly fallen snow on the ground. Although his thin
build, I can easily tell he is quite athletic and strong. I couldn't tell whether he was straight or not but that didn't matter. It wasn't like he was gonna be important for my last year.
My feet took me to the school's doors, where I was greeted by a flood of teenagers. I was not expecting this many children to actually be in the halls at this time. In my original high school, barely anyone actually participated or even showed up at class so I hope the same applies here. Walking down the halls, I felt multiple people push right past me but what do you expect. The further I got down the halls, the more I realised I was very lost. Extremely lost. I carried on down the halls, when I saw the single nerd that had been sitting under the maple tree. 'He seems smart enough, maybe he can tell me where my bloody homeroom class is' I thought hopefully but in all honesty I don't really care if I don't actually go.

The nerd turned swiftly around right before I tapped his shoulder which was very strange but I shook of my concern. He stared at me expectingly with his cold, lapis eyes that quite frankly sent a shiver down my spine. His glare only got colder the more I stalled which made me want to stall more than I already was.
"H..hello," I managed to stutter out, making him raise one of his eyebrows, "do you know where I could find my... homeroom class?" I asked whilst pulling out my timetable for me to show him. He seemed to study it for half a second before answering my simple question.
"It seems to be that we share a homeroom class," he says in a completely monotone voice, making him sound like a robot. He began walking away with a strong, steady pace whilst I scurried behind like a stray puppy. I fell into step with him after 5 seconds and looked at him only to see him stare straight back at me.
"I am Logan, pleasure to meet your acquaintance," he spoke after 3 long dragging seconds. His face instantly told me to tell him my name as well. I didn't want to tell this stranger my name but I'm not gonna lie when I say he gives me bad vibes.
"Janus," I whispered (barely audible). A flash of surprise passed over his eyes before his blank expression returned. Odd that he doesn't show emotions though. A comfortable silence fell over us which I was fine with and much more preferred than an uncomfortable conversation. Not long after, we made it to the class a few seconds after the bell rang throughout the school. I opened my mouth to say something to Logan before I realised he was gone. Oh well. The door almost shut on my face but thankfully I caught it before I made a complete fool of myself on my first day here.

The room was filled with students of different social classes with the popular kids, the band kids, the nerds and the outcasts. Speaking of outcasts, I saw the same kid from the bus sitting next to Logan whilst looking in my direction. I kept my head down before finding an empty seat next to a girl about 5'3. She seemed to be scared of me because her once rosy cheeks turned a sickly pale upon seeing me.

Her hair was jet black that reached to her shoulders and decorated with red hair clips a 1st grader would have. She had multiple acne scars on her forehead and jaw although she tried to hide it with too dark foundation. Pale blue eyes stared at me, most likely staring at my vitiligo or my heterochromatic eyes, the only hetero thing about me. A black skirt that reached just above her knees, accompanied a blood-red polo shirt. She looked as though she was a 6th grade student, not a senior. Noticeably, she shuffled away from me, making me chuckle mentally at her judgement.
Homeroom finished and I was soon to go to my next lesson which I was absolutely dreading, science. It is annoying that we never learn about genetic condition that makes people look different. This causes people to call you a freak or monster when they're the only monster their. I quickly packed my things and left for the hell in hell.

Time skip to lunch cause the lessons are not important to the story. :)

Lunch had almost finished when I was approached by a group of 5 people, one being the small girl I saw. Oh sh!t. This cannot end well. They approached with smirks on their easily punchable faces. I felt myself be lifted off the ground from my shirt before one of them whispered silently in my ear.
"Did you checkout my girl?" He growled. What kind of teenager drama is this! Now I definitely feel as though I was in a Netflix series.
"No, smartass, I'm gay and even if I wasn't she looks like a child and I ain't trying to catch a case," I spoke truthfully for one of the first times against what I assume is your typical bully. This seemed to piss him off and I have zero clue why. His fist slowly got brought to the same level as my face. I braced myself for impact but it never came. My eyelids peeled open to reveal a very pale hand over the dudes mouth, who was now unconscious. As soon as I see he is unconscious, I am dropped to the ground as his hand can't hold me. I look around to see a man in green holding a baseball bat threateningly at the other bullies. This school is full of psychopaths.

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Again I am sorry if I have gotten anything wrong about high school. I am unaware if you guys do like geography and stuff so yeah if I say anything not from America, please tell me. Until next time, adios!